So basically I'm basing this story of this irresistible prompt I saw on Tumblr a while ago from geekwithfangirlskills...

After watching "Charades" all day I really want a fic where Walter dreams of the flirtation/kiss with Sima, but with Paige in her place.

I totally will get to that but first, I want to do Paige dreaming about being in Sima's place :p

Also bear in mind that I have had this written or ages but was unsure of whether to post it. It is based at the end of 1x14 "I just realised recently what a nice voice you have."

Paige walked through the door of the Cyclone after having just dropped Ralph off at school. She didn't really expect anyone to actually be awake yet, least of all Walter after the late night and stressful day they had all had. As it turned out though, she was surprised to see Walter leaning against his table cradling a fresh cup of coffee. Even though it look like he had showered, it was clear he hadn't actually gotten any sleep, much like her.

"Good morning." Walter said, surprising Paige with the first greeting before she even got the chance. As it turned out, his steep learning curve even applied to all things EQ when he put his mind to it.

"Good morning, Walter." Paige answered politely though there was still a tension left in the air from their conversation the previous night. "Were you at the research lab all night?"

"Can you tell?" Walter chuckled, taking a sip of his coffee.

"I just know you, that's all." Paige answered easily before seconding guessing herself. She thought she did right up until the events of last night.

An uncharacteristically uncomfortable silence fell over them both as Paige shuffled through paperwork she was barely looking at and Walter sipped distractedly from his coffee.

"Walter, I need to talk to you." She finally huffed, turning to face him. She was met by the same terrified look he had given her when she had gotten a little carried away with her flirting lesson the day before.

"About what?" Walter said cautiously.

"About last night! About the lesson! About my voice!" Paige couldn't help it as all the things she had been agonising over all night came tumbling out of her mouth.

"I have been perfectly content suppressing certain feelings because you maintained that you didn't have any and they you go and say things like you said last night and I just don't know anymore!" Paige gushed out. "I'm meant to be the emotions person and I have no idea!"

She stared at Walter as he slowly sat his coffee on his desk and his face did that typical frown when he was either thinking hard or clamming up. God, she just wished he would say something. Anything.

"You know what, never mind. What was I thinking. You don't have emotions." Paige sighed, turning away to make a start on the mountain of paperwork she had to do that day. "Forget I even said anyth…"

Before Paige could even finish her sentence she felt a rough tug on her arm that spun her back around to face Walter who had seemingly cleared the space between them in a fraction of a second. Before her mind could even process what was happening she felt the cool metal support beam pressing into her back an Walter's warm body against her front.

She barely had enough time to meet his intense gaze before his lips descended onto hers. He started kissing her hesitantly at first but Paige's soft groan as she threaded her fingers through his dark curls quickly gave him confidence.

Paige groaned loader as she felt all of him press her firmly into the steel pillar, as he explored her mouth with a vigor she mightn't have expected from him and certainly with an expertise that impressed her. Maybe Toby wasn't a genius after all for ever questioning his technique.

Walter's hands grasped her waist firmly as he spun her around to press her into the nearby desk only after he swept the surface clean in a flurry of tumbling stationary.

Paige felt her stomach flutter as she heard Walter growl, an emotional outburst and complete loss of control that was so unlike him which somehow made it even hotter. He lifted her up so that she was sitting on top of the desk and Paige's legs quickly wrapped around him. Now that her legs were holding her close, Walter's hands were free to explore the beautiful curving expanse of her back and tangle in her hair.

Paige matched his passion and found her hands wandering down his chest to pull out the hem of his button up. She slid her hands under the fabric to feel his warm skin and the muscle definition his fitted clothes only hinted at.

She heard him groan loudly as she raked her nails across his firm stomach, delighting in the way his muscles flexed beneath her touch.

"Paige…" He murmured into her ear breathlessly as he focused his ministrations on her ear lobe and the spot on Paige's neck that always made her sigh.

"Paige…" The way he murmured her name had Paige reaching up to tug desperately at his tie and the buttons of his shirt. Walter's hands gripped her shoulders tightly as she began to tear at his clothes.

"PAIGE!"

Suddenly Paige was sitting bolt upright at the very desk she had just been dreaming about using for a very different purpose. To make things worse, the star of her particularly vivid and scandalous dream was standing beside her with a worried look on his face.

"Weird dreams again?" Walter asked as the hand he had used to shake her awake slid from her shoulder.

"Um… y… yeah." Paige stuttered, shaking her head to wake herself up and looking over to find Ralph still fast asleep on the couch. The large clock on the wall told Paige it was 3 o'clock in the morning.

"Do you at least remember this one?" Walter asked as he deposited his bag onto his desk. Obviously he had only just gotten in.

"Vividly."

Now what does it mean when we remember a dream vividly? :p

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